Old books in new formats, new book in progress. Writer’s life after clinical depression.
Timeline of all books and stories relative to each other, not order of publication.
Book covers are money. ROI. Ways to find your readers. Not something to indulge yourself with. Here’re the “Rules.”
One of the most common indie mistakes: RUSHING INTO PRINT. 99% of the time the book’s not ready and neither is the author for the monumental task of being their own publicist.
BACK PUSHED AGAINST the closed door, arms crossed over his knees, Asher cocked his head up at Cam. “Why’s there only one chair in here?”
Cam leaned back in the one chair, an ankle resting on the opposite knee. “I haven’t decided if I want people parking themselves in my office.”
“I should go?”
“No. You should tell me what you want to do.”
Asher’s face scrunched up, determined. “Not lie, that’s what I want to do. Not be something somebody has to hide.”
WHAT THEY WON’T DO FOR YOU, I WILL. YOUR WAY. EXACTLY.
Kittridge Burry stared at the text. He’d been searching for a suitable Dominatrix on dating apps for months. But this text found him. More an advertisement. A solicitation.
The last line stopped him.
BISEXUAL SWITCH (M)
It was from a man. A man willing to do exactly what Kitt wanted. Only Kitt wasn’t gay. He wasn’t “bi-curious.” Not homophobic. Men just weren’t a turn-on. He didn’t want to touch one.
YOUR WAY. EXACTLY.
Maybe it didn’t matter. He didn’t want to touch. He wanted to be touched.